Erica: I'm not gonna judge you, Adam.
Adam: I hate her. She was an awful mother, and you're just … not supposed to say that
Erica: Why was she awful?
Adam: My dad … beat us - and she let it happen. You know, stood by, didn't stop him. And the reason I worked the night that she died was so that I wouldn't have to be here … and pretend to care … 'cause I don't. I really don't.
Erica: If you don't care, Adam, then why are you here? Why is this a regret?